Stephanie shook the heavy ceremonial robe, the fabric soft in her hands, and sighed. Maybe it was time to take it to the dry cleaners -- obviously Woolite wasn’t doing it. She hung it over the back of her grandmother’s rocking chair. Tomorrow she would worry about the robe. Tonight the boys were coming over.
Tonight she’d be coming, over and over, if she was lucky.
This snippet is from the first book in my newest paranormal menage series, Mating Call, coming from Ellora's Cave this Friday.
Want to play along? It’s fun and easy
1. pick a project – a current WIP, contracted work or even something readers can buy if you’re published
2. pick six sentences
3. post ‘em on your blog or website on SundayThis snippet is from Adam's story, Tag Team, that I'm currently plugging away at. The boys are currently in a pervy position, in fact. :D Want to play along? It’s fun and easy 1. pick a project – a current WIP, contracted work or even something readers can buy if you’re published 2. pick six sentences 3. post ‘em on your blog or website on Sunday
3 comments:
Love the way the thought switches so cleanly from dry-cleaning to sex :)
LOLL love the switch there. This looks like fun :D
Congrats on your upcoming release, BA! And what a fun six. I like the way she thinks. :)
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